Space In Chains Quotes

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Laura Kasischke
“When I built my luminous prison around you, you simply lay down at the center of it and died.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“And

this letter
I didn't send
how surprising

to find it now.

All this love I must have felt.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“The aunts gathered around the fiery cake chanting, Make a wish! Make a wish!
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“And I still walk the sidewalk mumbling

something about how it will all be fine

Fine is its own crazy village on the Rhine
Fine is the name of the cuckoo-clock maker
Fine is the word the cuckoo cries

every hour after hour on the hour—
scrambling out of its dark little hole

like something being chased with a knife by Time”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“The heart hacked out of the center of an overgrown hedge with an ax
To live beyond the brain”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“There is dancing and laughter in hell, an angel weeping openly on a park bench in heaven. My mother, dead and frantic in an attic. A white shirt on a floor. An old man in a wheelchair, rubbing his eyes. Here it is, here it is! the occupational therapists sing as they rise to the surface of the earth, smiling, bearing their terrible surprise.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
I, who am doubt now, with a song.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“Its sweet bird's nest is full of pain in a distant place”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“There are daisies
In the ruined garden, still blooming strangely”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“The day
en route to darkness. The guillotine
on the way to the neck.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“There, tonight. The eternity of that. Swan logic. Swan history.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“The urgent warnings:

The dreamy terror of certain summer mornings.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“Believable, chronological, but so quickly erased that it only serves to prove that the universe is made of curving, warping space.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“That to want to succeed is to fail”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“as if we

were actual human beings
or completely normal people”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“So we found ourselves in an ancient place, the very
air around us bound by chains.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“And my wildly troubled love for you, which labored gently in the garden all through June, then tore the flowers up with its fists in July.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
She is ancientness. She has lived forever. It has driven her insane.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“Not the bureaucrat's stamp on the folder of our fate. But a knot nonetheless, and not of our making.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“They told us it was a dance, a party, a pageant, so we ran laughing together straight into the disaster.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“Fragrant, dreaming, unreal, and having to do, terribly, with love.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“The self on tiptoes sneaking away from the self.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“We would never be together in this life again.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“A man in the massive shadows
of the columns

of the Museum of Griefs-to-Come.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“A man holding a woman made of bad moods in his arms.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“And this

last second or two of dreaming
in which your face
returns to me completely. Not
even needing to be, being

so alive again to me.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“Why not the Victorians and their sentimental grief-wreaths woven from a loved one's hair?”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“My memory of your casual smile

This memory, like
a child's bit of sweet embroidery smuggled
out of an asylum”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“Even my identity has been kept hidden from me. It is a child's ghost buried in mud. It is an old woman waving at me from a passing train.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

Laura Kasischke
“My eyes closed, hands open, Take it, take it. Then, every day wasted chasing it.”
Laura Kasischke, Space, in Chains

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